I have a substance-abuse problem.
Sometimes I’ve used it when I should have been doing other things.
I thought of it when I should have been thinking of other things.
I done it to extremes, by myself, often where no-one else can see me.
Sometimes I done it in full view of others and felt no shame.
I started casually. “This won’t cost much”, I thought.
But gradually it became more serious. I started doing more. I needed to satisfy the cravings and the craving got bigger.
I started hanging out with the wrong crowd. They led me further astray.
Then I started to push others into my questionable lifestyle. “More”, I said. “Do more. Get hard-core”.
I had no shame.
I’ve even enabled others.
And it’s worse, far worse…
…I don’t want to stop.
I’m a sea-swimmer.
I abuse salt-water.